| From Day to Day by Barbara Philbrook From day to day
we know not what will be, No one knows
when they will be called home with You, Whether just one
day or thousands there'll be, You promise no
more than I can stand, I am taking You
at Your word and trusting You, Things may not
appear to be absolute perfection, I give to You
Father all praise and glory, No matter what
happens or what comes my way, |